“.”

"Hehe-" Another compartment came out, and Harry, Ron, the Twins, and Neville walked out.

Ron was just talking to Harry about Percy.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard the familiar chatter in the hallway.

"Hey, you're here just in time!" As if he had 10,000 words to say, Ron squeezed sideways into Owen's cubicle, and began to pour bitter water without saying hello.

"Percy wasn't appointed president of the boys' student council, and I don't know where he got the news that the school gave a junior student."

"You don't even know what he's like at home this week!" Ron's face was full of depression, and he was more angry than anyone else when he suffered an unwarranted disaster: "The president of the girls' student union has not been appointed or dismissed, and in short, all the positions in the school have not been moved this year. ”

"Percy had a cold war at home, he locked himself in his house, he didn't even pay attention to his girlfriend Penelope's letters, he just kept sending letters to the professors!"

"He made the house a miasma. As a result, because of a little mistake, I was scolded by my mother, who happened to find the punching bag! ”

Harry, who had come along, tried to convince Ron.

But Fred and George were pleased, nodding their heads and joining Ron in denouncing Percy.

Because of Percy, their research into magical traps was also affected by the wrath of Mrs. Weasley.

George and Fred are counting on their latest invention to make a fortune!

And they were forced to abort, naturally they would not have any good feelings for Percy!

"Student Council President?" Owen opened his mouth lazily and said.

It reminded him of the student council president at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, properly licking the dog.

It's good for Percy to be the president of the student council!

At least he won't be a veteran licker.

And

- Owen constantly emphasized that magic is a craft work, learning is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat, and how can a real little wizard who takes exploring the mysteries of magic as his own mission to help the school manage Hogwarts?

Any prefect and student council president are stupid.

It's better to sleep in that time!

He's never going to be interested in that kind of seat anyway!

There are more and more young wizards gathered around.

Like Colin, Neville, and Seamotha all gathered around

As if Owen was some kind of magical creature.

Well, in fact, everyone is only worried about him because of his entry into Azkaban during the summer vacation.

But after Owen chattered and bragged about his clever sights in Paris, France, and Beauxbatons in the south for ten minutes, they quit the cubicle in boredom.

They each returned to their seats.

- Hehe, a group of unromantic British nerdheads.

Owen chewed on the root of his tongue, feeling sorry for the group of young wizards who had no interest in his travels in Paris.

Hmph - you have rejected romance, you have refused to be a qualified gentleman!

With a roar, the train slowly departed.

Owen and Justin Hannah Luna are in the same compartment.

After the car started, Justin, who was relaxed, began to excitedly talk about what he saw and heard in the United States during the summer vacation.

Hannah also spoke about her wizarding relatives in South America.

The train drove steadily north, and the scenery outside the window became more and more wild and dark.

As Luna recounts an ancient wizarding ruin she and her father discovered while searching for the Scimitar Snorkel in Ireland, it suddenly rains in the sky.

It's not sudden, it's normal for the weather in the UK.

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the outline of the hill outside the window gradually blurred.

At that moment, the carriage door was opened, and it was Harry who entered.

He asked, somewhat confused, "What about Hermione?" Why didn't you see her? ”

Good guy - you only think of her now!

Owen rolled his eyes at Harry.

"Do you think I'm joking when I say I'll be back in a week?" Then he said in the standard lazy prolonged tone.

"Why do you always think I like to lie?"

"Didn't you all notice? Am I never a lie? ”

"Uh" Harry rubbed his head and looked at Owen with some embarrassment, he did think it was just a joke

Did Hermione really have to copy books at Beauxbatons School of Witchcraft and Wizardry for a week?

"Okay then~" He nodded, greeted the others in the compartment, and was about to leave.

At that moment, the whole train shook violently.

Then it stopped.

Harry, who was coerced by inertia, stumbled and fell directly to the ground.

"What's going on?"

The carriage suddenly fell into darkness, and in the distance, the sound of 'bang' came and went, and it seemed that someone's suitcase had fallen from the shelf.

And along with these came the screams of the little wizards in front of them.

Hehe-unluckily smashed by his own gift box.

Harry slowly got up from the ground, clutched his head and repeated, "Something's going on." ”

"The train broke down." Justin was the first to speak.

Coming from a Muggle family, the first possible reason he could think of was a broken train.

Or more seriously - derailed?

No way! Could it be that the train of the wizarding world will also be derailed?

Gradually, the cubicle doors of the train were opened by the little wizards, and everyone looked into the hallway.

"Fluorescent flicker!" Ron stepped out with his wand in hand.

The tip of his wand glowed faintly.

The light pierced the darkness, but instead of bringing any warmth, it made people feel colder and colder.

"Whew~" Why is it so cold.

Justin, sitting by the window, shivered with his hands folded over his chest.

"Oh my God, there's someone outside the carriage! No, it's something flying over. ”

Through the ice-floed window, Justin suddenly saw something black flashing.

Everyone hurriedly looked out the window.

But they saw nothing but rain and darkness.

"Harry, come in." Hannah seemed to realize something, and he quickly dragged Harry, who was standing in the hallway, into the cubicle, and then sat down next to Owen.

Feeling the temperature of the boy next to her, she felt a little relieved.

At this time, the train suddenly swayed violently.

Everyone realizes that something has come in in the Hogwarts Express.

Just when everyone held their breath and stared at the sliding door of the carriage with a pair of eyes.

Owen jerked to his feet.

With a quick wave of his wand, the pumpkin ornament that Luna placed on her legs on the seat was quickly transformed by him. Then a python tore its fangs out of the air and pounced.

But it wasn't aimed at the carriage door.

It's the windows!

"Bang!" There was a loud bang.

A dazzling dark green glow exploded in the carriage.

The whole train shuddered.

"Get down!" He yelled.

The sky was gloomy, and the wind and rain blew in through the gap torn by the spell.

Before Harry could react, the door to the closed cubicle suddenly clicked.

Then a cloaked, ceiling-high monster came into view.

Its face was completely hidden under its turban, and a hand protruded from its cloak, which shimmered, gray, thin, and crusted, as if something had died, soaked in water, and rotted.

The monster under the black cloak seemed to sense the gaze of the young wizards.

The hand suddenly shrank into the folds of the black cloak.

Then, what was under the turban, whatever it was, took a breath, long, slow, and trembling, struggling to suck in something other than air from its surroundings.

"Something!" Justin let out a scream.

But the sound wave seemed to be bound by gravity, and after it came out of his mouth, it didn't take long for it to begin to fade, as if it had come from somewhere far, far away.

"!" Owen glanced back coldly.

He didn't wait for him to pick up the monster that had suddenly broken in.

In the distance, on the plains, another spell of red and green intersected towards him.

"Armor strikes back." The blue armor in front of him reluctantly returned the two spells to the hidden dark wizard.

Of course, Owen didn't expect to hit him.

It's enough to create some distraction.

Because of that, he would be able to free up his hands and deal with the Dementor.

The predictable avoidance of the other party did not materialize.

It must have been a battle-hardened dark wizard, and he was only slightly surprised when he realized that his spell had returned abruptly, after making sure that the spell wouldn't hit him.

He rushed forward decisively, his hand lit up with dark green light again, and the scythe of death was raised high again.

"Trouble!"

Owen, who didn't have time to think about it, immediately jumped off the train.

A group of young wizards around him limited his play.

But the rest of the cubicle was out of luck.

Harry felt a chill run through his body, a chill that penetrated his skin and down to his chest and to his heart.

It was like a cold stream of water rushing downward, washing away all his happy emotions.

His face was pale, his body trembled terribly, and his expression was extremely frightened, as if he had seen something terrible.

Then, from a distance, he heard screams, terrible, frightened, pleading screams.

He wanted to help the screaming people, whoever he was, but he couldn't...... A thick white fog surrounded him, inside his body......

Then there was a 'bang', and Harry's spirit was engulfed in negativity to the limit, which suffocated him, and eventually his eyes rolled upwards and he fainted on the ground.

"Harry." Hannah stared horrified at Harry on the floor.

She and Luna raised their wands, and the spell flew out.

But neither the Petrification Charm nor the Obstacle Charm only penetrated the body of the floating corpse, and did not cause any damage to it.

"How so!" Hannah said in despair.

Looking sideways, on the plains on that rainy night, Owen was fighting fiercely with a certain black-robed wizard, and he was powerless to help them.

To die - to die!

Despair gradually took over the hearts of the young wizards present.

And the Dementor, it seems to be attracted to Harry.

After not finding Sirius, it should have left.

But it was closer, trying to soak Harry's pleasure.

"Don't!" In front of him, the terrifying monster got closer and closer.

Hannah's heart was beating to her throat.

Countless negative emotions, those bad memories all came to her mind.

Gradually, she began to feel powerless, and her body became heavier and heavier.

And just before she was about to faint.

A bright light, a blinding light.

Hannah seemed to see a wolf, and a silver wolf rushed in from outside the carriage, knocking the Dementor upside down and flying out.

Then a strange middle-aged man came to his side.

It was a down-and-out middle-aged wizard.

He wore an extremely shabby wizard's robe, patched in several places.

He was sickly and tired, with pale brown hair mixed with gray hair.

"This is Professor Lupin." Also coming over were a group of young wizards in the next compartment, Ron, Neville, and the Twins. "It's this year's Defence Against the Dark Arts professor!"

"That's . What is that? Hannah, relieved, collapsed in the carriage holding on to the seat.

Her face was covered in cold sweat, and no one knew what kind of stress she had just experienced.

Luna on the side didn't feel much better.

Exhaustion was written all over her quirky face.

His eyes trembled, and his body trembled uncontrollably.

Having witnessed the death of her mother, she is far less resistant to Dementors than ordinary people.

Her mother's screams rang in her ears.

But luckily she still has a father. Mr. Xenophilius's love for his daughter made her hold on for so long.

But she's also at her limit.

Maybe Professor Lupin was a second too late, and Luna would have fainted.

"Dementors from Azkaban!" Professor Lupin pulled a few chocolates out of his pocket and handed them to Ron motioning for him to share them.

"They're Azkaban's guards!"

"Azkaban?" After eating a piece of chocolate and a warm current rushed to her limbs, Hannah felt that she suddenly felt much better.

"Then how did they end up here!"

"I don't think it's a good time to talk about this." Professor Lupin smiled at Hannah, then looked out into the plain.

There, the curse of death flickered, and red light flickered.

The earth is constantly being blasted out of huge potholes.

On a rainy night, explosions came and went.

"Hi~"

Owen let out a loud shout.

Then he slammed his wand into the ground.

Under the torrential rain, the ground is already very soft.

His transfiguration was so powerful that almost in the blink of an eye, the earth turned into a swamp.

The dark wizard with the hood lifted his hood instantly sank the soles of his feet and began to descend.

"Multiple Freezes!"

Then he swung his wand violently, and the rain spun into a swift move, and then turned into a sharp blade and sped towards the dark wizard's head.

The speed of the ice blade is extremely fast.

Almost in the blink of an eye, he appeared at the man's front door.

Of course, his assault is not over.

After the ice blade, golden flames erupted from the end of his wand. The red-hot temperature abruptly evaporates the surrounding water vapor.

Then the flames roared.

"Boom!" It was like an earthquake, and a strong tremor was felt throughout the ground, and even the train in the distance.

The terrifying heat, even over dozens of feet, tearing through the cold brought by the torrential rain hit Hannah directly in front of them.

"Huhu~~~"

A little steam rises from the flat bottom.

The sky in the distance was stained orange with flames.

The people of the train looked at him in shock, whether it was the proud figure in the storm or the flames in the sky, they were deeply shocked.

Many of the young wizards leaning on the windows even remembered the fiery magic of the self-proclaimed witch Lani and Headmaster Dumbledore a few months ago.

That burned a fire bigger than the Quidditch pitch.

Today it seems to be happening again.

"Terrible, no wonder, you have to die." In the next second, a deep voice suddenly sounded in the heavy rain.

It was as if it were a signal that a wonderful black curtain had suddenly appeared.

It quickly envelops the flames.

Then it gradually shrank, and finally even a trace of fire was extinguished.

If it weren't for the burning marks on the ground, no one would have believed that the flames had covered the sky just now.

Next, it's time for the opponent to fight back.

The next moment, his body moved rapidly, and the wand in his hand swished out several red rays of light.

Owen was not afraid of danger, and did not avoid it at all, but constantly pressed forward.

The tip of his wand sparked as well. Resist all the wands and even have time to fight back.

Within a dozen seconds, the two sides had already clashed dozens of times.

This time, the fighting skills of the top wizards began to be unreservedly displayed by Owen.

Many of the other party's spells are not commonly used by modern wizards, and some are even not used by human wizards at all.

Of course, well-informed evil spirits naturally don't skip this meal just because the ingredients don't fit well.

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"Didn't eat? Waste, you deserve to be called magic! He raised his spell in the air, and the rain trembled, and the wind howled.

"I guess you don't have the Far East!"

The heat that had just evaporated had already made the rain above the sky unbelievably low.

There was a constant roar in the clouds.

And this, he calculated from the beginning.

Now Owen just needs to be guided.

"Click" thunder fell from the sky.

"Lightning Storm!"

Countless heavy, blinding flashes of lightning swept towards the debris who dared to attack him.

"Die! Die! "Like the whispers of the demons of hell. Owen's handsome face was full of hideousness - "Your magic is in vain, and today, you will definitely die here!" ”

He watched coldly as the man danced in the thunder.

One hand constantly controls the thunder and lightning to fall more intensively.

As he watched him, he sprinkled golden glow on the tip of his wand.

Each thin golden screen will withstand a bolt of lightning.

"Nice, interesting." Owen suddenly laughed, and the spell in his mouth did not pause.

With a twist of the wand, another unique magic suddenly appeared.

The lightning only forced him to go where he wanted to go.

Next - Owen began to mobilize his whole body magic.

Beneath my feet, the whole earth suddenly sank as if gravity had suddenly increased.

Then countless gravel weeds floated as if they were attracted by something.

On Owen's left hand, the purple-blue magic condensed into a small irregular circular storm.

Then he shoved the storm out.

"Soul Torrent!"

Brilliant like an entangled aurora, the spell whistled through, destroying everything in its path.

"Boom!"

A small mushroom cloud rises from the flat bottom.

The surrounding rain shook and the water droplets were visible to the naked eye before they evaporated for a few seconds before falling again.

The violet-blue light illuminated Owen's face.

The wind howled through his trench coat and ruffled his hair unscrupulously.

The broken hair in front of him danced wildly, and in the mottled space, the cruel gaze overflowed like a volcanic eruption.

He waved his wand again, and a few cutting charms were casually thrown over.

It dispersed the smoke and dust around it.

In an instant, the earth in the distance revealed its true face. It was torn open with a crack of more than twenty feet.

That's at least a dozen feet deep.

"Humph!"

In the tunnel, there was a pool of blood, which was being washed away by the rain.

"It's a little ancient magic shock to the new students~"

Their battle attracted the attention of countless young wizards on the train.

Many people looked at him infatuatedly.

Looking at the little figure under that rainy night.

He stands here, and the storm can't make him bow his head!

And the shock that Owen brought them was far from over!

Above the sky, countless black dots suddenly appeared.

A layer of white, thick smoke slowly enveloped the earth like rain.

"Not good!" Professor Lupin's face sank, and he jumped off the train with a brisk walk.

Those Dementors, collectively gone crazy!

Hundreds of black dots pierced the air, screaming and raging.

"Cut~" Owen let out a mocking sneer.

"Did you find me?"

"It seems that in Azkaban, I am still too light! You worms are so memorable! "Owen certainly knows what the reason for this group of Dementors going berserk en masse.

He was to blame for that

Yes, gotta blame him!

Because last time, he didn't directly destroy this group of dogs, but simply beat them up!

That's why today's evil results have come about!

"Not anymore!" He whispered.

In an instant, the wand pierced the raindrops, pointing high in the sky!

Owen's eyes were clear, and this time he was going to annihilate the insects in one fell swoop—all of them!

In an instant, he began to scavenge through the few happy memories in his mind.

It is a miracle that a Dark Lord like him can still have a Patronus in itself, and the so-called happy memories are even rarer.

But, for an ordinary person who has dreamed of Hogwarts countless times. In this world, every spell cast is a joy!

"Calling the !!"

'Hum' Owen's staff tip suddenly lit up with a dazzling silver light.

The light converged into waves, roaring with overwhelming spirit, and surging towards the group of Dementors.

"Escort !!"

Then a dazzling phoenix emerged from the tip of her wand, then spread her wings a dozen feet and swooped up with a roar.

Shock!

Extremely shocking!!

Other than that, there are no words left to describe the little wizards on the train.

It was as if they were collectively speechless, and even Professor Lupin staggered to a halt in the muddy puddle!

Merlene's beard!

What is that?

Dumbledore?

He couldn't imagine that this would be the power of a little wizard!

Complete Flesh Patron Deity!

Moreover, it's still a phoenix!

As we all know, only the Dumbledore family is associated with the phoenix, and the headmaster's patron saint is a phoenix.

Could this kid in front of him be a descendant of the Dumbledore family?

But even if he has such an excellent bloodline, at this age, he can exert the Patronus Charm to such a point!

Not to mention the duel he had just had with that strange wizard.

This is beyond the comprehension of ordinary people.

The plot is too coherent, and it can't be separated and can only be put together.

(End of chapter)